The lonely walker

I wander through the loose mornings

so different from those spent together

which had so much of our absurd chats

I drift through the aimless afternoons

so different from those spent together

which had so much of our savoured lunches

I walk through the solitary evening

so differnet from those spent together

which had so much of chit-chat coffee breaks

I tramp through the lonely dusks

so different from those spent together

which had so much fun driving together

I roam through the empty pre-nights

so different from those spent together

which had so much of our naughtiness

I stroll through the sleepless nights

so different from those spent together

which had so much of our togetherness

I maunder through the dreamy dawns

so different from those spent together

which had so much of our shared dreams

And I wish I could turn back the time

again and again to relive those moments